Sohwa’s eyes, as round as marbles, wavered helplessly. There was actually a tiger in this little mountain?
‘No way. That can’t be!’
When Sohwa shook her head with a pale face, the monk shot her a stern look, telling her not to reveal anything.
“There is a cherry tree in front of your guest room, right?”
“How do you know about that?”
“Dig well under that tree. You need to quickly realize what that wretched creature you’ve been dragging around behind you really is.”
The monk’s stern gaze fell on Dohwi’s broad back.
‘A wretched creature?’
Did he just refer to Dohwi as a ‘wretched’ creature? Does that mean Dohwi is actually a TIGER?
“Karma... It’s karma... A dreadful karma has clung to you.”
The monk whispered quietly. Despite her frustration, the rising suspicion filled Sohwa with a chilling fear.
* * *
“What’s wrong, Sohwa? What did that monk say to you?”
“....”
“Your face looks pale as a ghost. Hmm?”
